Filed on October 2, 2026
Satire. Fiction. It all began with a community‑organized outing. No real HOA, Board, person,
or neighborhood. Entertainment only.
It all began with a community‑organized outing. The events coordinator promised a fun lunch at Barker’s Diner for about a dozen of us. Mid‑gripe‑session we noticed Mabel (our ride) hadn’t emerged from the ladies’ room. Thirty minutes later she’d vanished, leaving the rest of us stranded like castaways on a tiny island. The memory still haunts us all.